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Saturday, March 24, 2007 3:16 PM
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one month's later, tp's starting it's school.
feeling aint good.
having the thots of traveling one hour to school aint fun at all.
if it was my primary school days, it would be fine.
i would be fine traveling from commonwealth to yishun.
to and fro.
not getting a single day late.
but things changed.
things changed drastically.
i wasn't the cindy that could wake up on time for school.
based on my sec records, i'm dead.
it's hard for me to wake up so early.
but still i would try.
try my best to wake up on time.
attend lecture and tutorials regularly.
for the sake of me and my mum, who has pin all her hopes on me, instead on my siblings.

i'm being a bad girl in the month of march.
too many days not going home.
so many days coming home so late.
yes i guess half of march, i'm either not at home, or reaching home 3plus 4plus in the morning.
but i'm hell not gonna change.
thou it's not good for a lady.
but i definitely prefer a night life.
yet, i love the sun too.
this is what i called indecisive.


went over my prissy house to stay over.
took liquor.
Absolute Vodka.
and green tea.
and F&N Funky Apple.
and i'm hell not gonna drink Vodka with Green Tea.
that sucks totally.
=x
cos i vomited becos of tht.
it was really high!
it taste nothing like normal green tea.
but it was sure a thing.
and i stupidly drank it at a fast speed, and tatas.
i was so blur when i stood up.
while walking back to the room,
"bang!"
i knocked onto the edge of the door which is a pointy side.
"OUCH!"
pain is the only thing i know at that point of time.
once i've vomited, everything was back to normal.
i was totally awake sia.
and back to sleep.


i was looking back to past photos i've took with my frens.
some with uniform and some without.
i really miss those times.
before i realize that i had no more chance to wear any uniform, the times is over.
esp when it comes to band uniform.
i miss the band uniform.
looking at the video someone posted one youtube
i really miss those times when those guys was still there to play with us, during our sec 4 lives.

the enrolment thing is really driving me nuts.

and i'm waiting for wed.
Ministry of Sound.
=D

loves,
`cindy

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try bribing her with
ice cream! (:

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